Песнь песней Соломона 5
1 Да снидет брат мои в вертоград свой и да яст плод овощий своих. Внидох в вертоград мой, сестро моя невесто: оымах смирну мою со ароматами моими, ядох хлеб мой с медом моим, пих вино мое с млеком моим. Ядите, ближнии, и пийте и упийтеся, братия.
I enter my garden, my sister, my bride! I gather myrrh with my spice. I eat my honeycomb with my honey. I drink wine with my milk. Let us eat our fill of love! Let us be drunk with love!
2 Аз сплю, а сердце мое бдит: глас брата моего ударяет в двери: отверзи ми, сестро моя, ближняя моя, голубице моя, совершенная моя: яко глава моя наполнися росы, и власи мои капель нощных.
Though I was asleep, my mind was racing. I heard my love knocking, and calling out, “Please open the door, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect love. My head is soaked with dew, my hair is wet from the night mist.”
3 Совлекохся ризы моея, како облекуся в ню? Умых нозе мои, како оскверню их?
I replied, “I've already got undressed. I don't have to get dressed again, do I? I've already washed my feet. I don't have to make them dirty again, do I?”
4 Брат мой посла руку свою сквозе скважню, и чрево мое вострепета от него.
My love thrust his hand into the opening. Deep inside I longed for him.
5 Востах аз отверсти брату моему: руце мои искапаша смирну, персты мои смирны полны на руках заключения.
I got up to let my love in. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, as I grabbed the handles of the bolt.
6 Отверзох аз брату моему: брат мой прейде. Душа моя изыде в слово его: взысках его, и не обретох его: звах его, и не послуша мене.
I opened up to my love, but he had left—he was gone! I was crushed as a result. I looked for him but I couldn't find him. I called him but he didn't answer.
7 Обретоша мя стражие обходящии во граде: биша мя, язвиша мя, взяша верхнюю ризу от мене стражие стеннии.
The watchmen found me as they went through the city. They beat me, they hurt me, and stole my cloak, those watchmen of the walls.
8 Заклях вы, дщери Иерусалимския, в силах и в крепостех селных: аще обрящете брата моего, возвестите ему, яко уязвлена любовию аз есмь.
Women of Jerusalem, promise me if you find my love and wonder what you should tell him, tell him I am weak with love.
9 Что брат твой паче брата, добрая в женах? Что брат твой от брата, яко тако закляла еси нас?
Why is the one you love better than any other, most beautiful of women? In what way is the one you love better than any other that we should promise you that?
10 Брат мой бел и чермен, избран от тем:
My love has dazzling good looks and is very fit—better than ten thousand others!
11 глава его злато избранно, власы его кудрявы, черны яко вран:
His head is like the finest gold, his hair is wavy and black as the raven.
12 очи его яко голубицы на исполнениих вод, измовени во млеце, седящыя в наполнениих (вод):
His eyes are like doves beside springs of water, washed with milk and mounted like sparkling jewels.
13 ланиты его аки фиалы аромат, прозябающыя благовоние: устне его крины, каплющии смирну полну:
His cheeks are like a flowerbed of spices that produces fragrance. His lips are like lilies, dripping with liquid myrrh.
14 руце его обточены златы, наполнены фарсиса: чрево его сосуд слоновый на камени сапфирове:
His arms are round bars of gold inlaid with jewels. His abdomen is like carved ivory inlaid with lapis lazuli.
15 лыста его столпи марморовы, основани на степенех златых: вид его яко Ливан, избран яко кедрове:
His legs are columns of alabaster set on bases of gold. He looks strong, like the mighty cedars of Lebanon.
16 гортань его сладость, и весь желание: сей брат мой и сей ближний мой, дщери Иерусалимли.
His mouth is the sweetest ever; he is totally desirable! This is my love, my friend, women of Jerusalem.
